Spear of Dionysus

Nimrod gripped the Spear of Dionysus, and golden light erupted from it.

The people of Terra cheered loudly as they saw the light shooting into the sky.

Nimrod, however, showed no joy. His brows were furrowed, and he felt disgusted by the Spear of Dionysus in his hand.

It's even more unpleasant than an ordinary person touching a slippery venomous snake or a disgusting poisonous insect.

The discomfort made him want to throw it away, as far as possible.

He knew that this was a manifestation of the Old Man in Yellow's fate.

The Cursed One!

Ferrus Manus, Leman Russ, and Hannibal's eyes remained fixed on Nimrod.

Nimrod's hand gripped the Spear of Dionysus, and they immediately sensed a wondrous change in the Spear.

Beneath the dazzling golden light lurked a power that instilled unease and disgust.

Russ's eyes were fixed on Nimrod, a disgusting sorcery power surrounding him that was more repulsive than ever before.

Nimrod's eyes flashed, and he looked at Russ with a cold gaze.

Their eyes met, and then a figure appeared between them.

Nimrod withdrew his gaze and looked at the Spear of Dionysus.

Did the Spear of Dionysus glow when Russ obtained it?

He pondered for a moment, but couldn't find the answer in his memory.

All he remembered was that when Russ dreamed of Wolf Prime meeting in Fenris, a dream that foreshadowed his assassination of Horus, the Spear of Dionysus gleamed with golden light.

As Nimrod pondered, the golden light of the Spear of Dionysus subsided.

He sensed that the repulsive feeling emanating from the Spear in his hand had lessened slightly, and he thought to himself.

The Curse of the Spear of Dionysus should not affect me, who possesses the "Nation of Disorder".

It's infused with the Old Man in Yellow's power. Can the Old Man in Yellow possess me, just like he possessed Guilliman through the Sword of the Emperor during the future "Nurgle War"?

Well, the Old Man in Yellow may not have the ability right now, let alone the ability to possess me who possesses the Source Essence, but the Old Man in Yellow might be able to spy on me through his connection with the Spear of Dionysus.

From now on, I will be careful to temporarily discard the Spear of Dionysus whenever I travel to the "Nation of Disorder" or engage in other activities that require secrecy.

Nimrod knew he couldn't lose the Spear of Dionysus; the Wolf King tried countless times to "lose" and "forget" it.

But no matter what methods he uses to get rid of it, the artifact, also Gungnir, will always return to him.

[It will take Spear of Dionysus at least a considerable amount of time to "find its way back," which will give me enough time to do other things.]

Nimrod thought about this, his disgust subsided slightly, and he looked at the Old Man in Yellow.

The Old Man in Yellow seemed oblivious to his disgust for the Spear of Dionysus, and turned away abruptly.

Nimrod thought to himself, puzzled: [The Old Man in Yellow didn't wait for my response.]

Well, he knew very well that the Spear of Dionysus he bestowed under the guise of a reward would only be resisted by the recipient.

Therefore, he did not wait for my response.

Nimrod stared at the Old Man in Yellow's back and heard him announce to the Spectator, "The celebration is over."

He then immediately turned and left.

Nimrod's eyes turned cold when he saw Malcador leaving with the Old Man in Yellow.

Sure enough, the Old Man in Yellow was that kind of person; he would do whatever he thought was necessary.

Even knowing that whoever possesses the Spear of Dionysus will feel uneasy, the Old Man in Yellow will still hand the Spear over to someone he deems suitable, waiting for them to put it to good use.

After handing it over to the chosen person, the Old Man in Yellow seemed to have completed his task. I don't recall him saying a single word to Russ or to me.

Nimrod thought back to the past, to the pleasant times he spent with the Old Man in Yellow, and the good things Old Man Huang Bestowal him.

The Old Man in Yellow simply felt that it was most appropriate to leave them to me.

When I lacked ships, he gifted me a Relic-class warship. The ships he gifted me later were also to acknowledge my achievements and to show that he believed my legion was suitable.

I've cultivated a persona of "having a fondness for and Bestowal things," and he gives me gifts to maintain my enthusiasm.

Nimrod Lu's cold light faded, and his expression returned to calm.

Although I didn't care about the Old Man in Yellow's attitude and had expected it, such a "reward" that completely disregarded my feelings was still disheartening.

Unfortunately, I had no power to resist his decision and could only accept it for the time being.

To escape this coercion, I must advance in Sequence and increase my strength. Once I possess sufficient power, I will surely reshape the Spear of Dionysus.

Nimrod gathered his thoughts, walked towards Manus, and raised the Spear of Dionysus in his hand.

"Manus, as you can see, my armor needs to be mounted in his place."

Unlike the Wolf King, who shelved the Spear of Dionysus, Nimrod would not waste it.

Now that he has it, he should make the most of it. Since he has the Beyonder Ability to "throw," the Spear of Dionysus is just the right choice.

He doesn't need to pick it up if he loses it; it will come back automatically, or even if it doesn't, he won't feel bad, although that's unlikely to happen.

Nimrod keenly sensed that he had some mysterious connection with the Spear in his hand, a connection similar to, yet different from, that of "association."

He could clearly perceive the connections established by "relationships," but the connection with the Spear of Dionysus was much more blurred.

"It..."

Manus frowned as he looked at the Spear of Dionysus. He wanted to advise Nimrod to use the Spear less, which made him feel uncomfortable, but then he remembered that Spear was a gift from his father.

Manus ultimately did not offer any advice; instead, he spoke.

"I see."

Subsequently, the four Primarch descended from the platform and headed towards the Primarch's villa.

Passing by Square of Heroes, Nimrod saw four statues standing there.

Nimrod looked at his own statue with curiosity; his statue had a marble base.

The statue's body is made of Obsidian, which appears mysterious and aloof under the light.

The statue is lifelike and perfectly captures his face.

The statue's eyes are made of a crystal-like material, shimmering with a dazzling light.

The bridge of the nose is high and rounded, and it is made of black agate.

Nimrod then looked at the other three statues. Horus's statue was pearly white and had an extraordinary presence.

At the foot of Russ's statue, he and his two brothers, Freki and Geri, roared simultaneously.

The statue of Hannibal is made of amber and is as elegant as he was.

Manus examined the three statues, assessing every corner and every line from a numerical perspective...

Nimrod has changed a lot; he now has a pair of golden wings on his back.

Russ assessed Nimrod's increased combat power after acquiring the wings and Spear; although the Spear was annoying, it was clearly a powerful weapon.

Nimrod noticed Russ's gaze and thought to himself.

I recall that besides the fragment that powered the Silent King's the Throne, there was also a fragment of the Burning One in the Fenris System, located in Midgardia.

After discovering its existence, the Collector launched a surprise attack on that world and obtained the fragments.

Well, I'll get my hands on it when the time is right.

Hannibal, who hadn't had a chance to ask before, seized the opportunity and asked out of curiosity.

"Nimrod, what's that pair of golden mechanical wings on your back?"

Nimrod looked at Manus's hands and spoke.

"I accompanied the Emperor to Medusa, where we encountered a golden Mechanical Eagle. After defeating it, I obtained these wings."

Following Nimrod's gaze, Hannibal asked curiously the owner of the silver hands.

"Manus, did you acquire your hands in the same way?"

"That's right," Manus's leaden voice rang out, "I defeated a Silver Two-Headed Dragon."

"They are all beings with immense power, difficult even for the Primarch to kill."

Manus, recalling the battle, concluded, "The Golden Garuda that Nimrod defeated was more powerful."

The four Primarch spoke for a few more moments before continuing on their way.

They walked along the cold lake to the colorful circular plaza.

The plaza leads to twenty buildings, which are the residences prepared by the Emperor for the Primarch.

Since its completion, this is the time when the number of people moving in at the same time is the highest.

The Primarch parted ways, Nimrod walked along the lakeside path into the courtyard built of pale stones.

The following day, Nimrod attended a series of events in accordance with Malcador's promotional arrangements.

At the end of the event, Malcador walked up to Nimrod.

"Your father will be waiting for you at the Grand Observatory at 11 p. m. tonight."